Chapter 71: Sacred Coffin Knight!
"Are you leaving?"
The middle-aged nun stamped her foot, turning to look down at Felix. Her left index finger lightly rubbed the silver-white ring on her right middle finger, speaking in a cold voice. It was a ring made of high-purity secret silver, engraved with mysterious stigmata that Felix had not yet deciphered.
"We can't defeat a death knight," Felix shook his head, his hands gripping Mammon's Redemption tightly. He couldn't predict what the middle-aged nun would do, so he remained cautiously on guard.
"If I'm not mistaken, our current location is known as the Salma Basin, the site where the empire's last emperor was hanged before the Vulture Plains battle. And this is where Emperor Jupiter completely defeated the Saturn Empire's Northern Crusade during the Vulture Plains battle!"
Felix paused for a moment, organizing his thoughts. He needed a more convincing reason to persuade the middle-aged nun, success or not.
"If you recall 'Modern History of the Empire', Volume 6, Chapter 37, you would know that three Sacred Coffin Knights died in battle here!" Felix's memory was sharp, a result of his strong mental power. In fact, most spellcasters had good memories due to their higher brain development.
It's necessary to make a distinction here between intelligence and wisdom. Practicing magic improves intelligence but does not necessarily increase wisdom. Intelligence is a measure of brain function, indicating thinking speed, memory, mental calculation abilities, and comprehension, but it doesn't represent wisdom. Wisdom is an accumulation, a depth of understanding forged through worldly experiences. Intelligence is merely an aspect of wisdom. Spellcasters, with their strong memories, have more references and directions in their thinking, making them appear wiser.
"These three Sacred Coffin Knights... two bodies received the Holy Light's baptism and were sent to rest in peace, while the third one mysteriously vanished on a rainy night..." Felix stopped, noticing the middle-aged nun's pupils suddenly constrict. He was pleased with the effect of his words; it seemed the nun was aware of this. "If I'm not mistaken, the missing body of the Sacred Coffin Knight was once Emperor Jupiter's shadow knight!"
"The previous—The Silver Hand!"
Finally, the calm on the middle-aged nun's face faded. The Vulture Plains battle created many heroes, and the previous The Silver Hand was one of them. As Jupiter's first shadow knight, he had another renowned title—The First Sacred Coffin Knight!
The victory in the Vulture Plains battle was largely due to the initial conflict, where the shadow knight of Emperor Jupiter, the former The Silver Hand, along with the Griffon and Hippogriff Knight Orders, held back the Saturn Empire's three Sacred Coffin Knights.
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In the decisive final battle, The Silver Hand fought alone against three famous Sacred Coffin Knights, resulting in one death and two injuries!
Here is a deeply tragic and beautiful story. Before the last The Silver Hand, filled with a resolve to die, entered the battlefield, he saluted towards the direction where Emperor Jupiter was deep in enemy territory. Then, he handed his most cherished Holy Cross medal to his aide, instructing him to deliver it to the girl he loved most in the capital—a poor girl of Pusaya descent.
Due to their vastly different backgrounds, their love was impossible. A noble family would never allow their eldest son to marry a poor girl of lowly descent!
After The Silver Hand's death in battle, the Pusaya girl took her own life in grief. The two were buried together and then vanished on a rainy night…
It's a story of extreme sadness and beauty, one that has drawn countless tears from noblewomen over the past twenty years, yearned for and idealized by those lonely and empty-hearted.
When Felix first read this story, he had some thoughts. He believed the ending might not be tragic. Perhaps the story's protagonists truly ended up together, forever…
Felix noticed the middle-aged nun's trembling index finger. The reanimated [First Sacred Coffin Knight], not just his group, but even if Lady Ireland herself came, might not stand much of a chance!
The fear of death wasn't enough; Felix needed a more heart-striking reason!
Seizing the unease of the nuns, Felix swiftly threw another bombshell.
"I am not afraid of death," Felix said calmly, but his eyes showed determination. After a long silence, he spoke solemnly, "If my Lord requires, I am ready to sacrifice my life! But, not here!"
"This place is tainted, cursed!" Felix pointed to the bodies on the ground, already showing large patches of dark, frightening livor mortis. "A terrible power here imprisons the souls of any who die in this place!
"Their souls haven't ascended. Before long, their bodies will be completely corrupted by darkness, transforming into undead, into dark minions! They will fall into hell, eternally tormented by fierce flames! They can never enter heaven, for even angels dare not come here to redeem them!"
Towards the end, Felix felt as if he was dramatically reciting the Bible. He restrained himself, though; this was a crucial moment, the key to breaking the psychological defenses of these nuns!
Why are fanatics indifferent to their lives? Because they believe they will enter heaven after death!
But what if, instead of heaven, they fall into hell, eternally tormented by fierce flames?
Their fanaticism?
Their faith?
Does it still exist?
Felix saw fear and retreat in the nuns' faces. He was satisfied with his performance; he had achieved his intended purpose.
"Clap! Clap! Clap!..."
The sudden applause startled both Felix and the middle-aged nun, filling them with fear and cold...
"Such a... fascinating... story..."
"It's been a long time... since I've heard such a fascinating story..."
A hoarse voice, the knight hidden in the mist gradually revealed himself, his pale skin, deep blue eyes, and his armor marked with traces of frost. Behind him knelt a ten-meter-long bone dragon, a Frostbone Dragon transformed from the corpse of a young dragon!
"Let me introduce myself, I am Reinhardt, the protagonist of your story," the death knight looked down at Felix and his group, speaking so.